Whiskey In the Jar

S i was going over The Kork and Kerry mountains I saw Captain Farrell And his money he was counting I first produced my pistol And then produced my rapier I said "Stand and deliver Or the devil he may take you" I took all of his money And it was a pretty Penny I took all of his money and I brought it home to Molly She swore that she'd love me No Never would she leave me But the devil take that woman For you know she treat me easy Mush a ring dum a doo dum a da Whack for my daddy'o Whack for my daddy'o, there's Whisky in the jar'o As i was going over The Kork and Kerry mountains I saw Captain Farrell And his money he was counting I first produced my pistol And then produced my rapier I said "Stand and deliver Or the devil he may take you" Whisky in the. Whisky in the. Whisky in the. Whisky in the jar'o Whisky in the jar'o Whisky in the jar'o Whisky in the jar'o